Chapter eight

Edna took Axel back to her mansion after the runaway party. Unlike the first time he came to get her, he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings this time.

But this time, he had gotten the view of her bedroom. The room was as large as any part of the house. A rough calculation, and he could fit his living room, his bedroom– which were quite large– into her ridiculously large room.

What did she use the excess spaces for?

He stood at the center of the room, observing the width. You could fix a football pitch here, and still have space to hold spectators.

Her room theme was royal blue and gold, he gathered from a quick once over. The walls and ceilings were in matching gold, giving off an aristocratic air. The beddings were made in Royal blue and gold plush pillows. A plush foot mat slept at the foot of the bed, and a pair of white flurry feminine slippers rested beside it.

Blue drapes decorated the floor to ceiling large windows, and the inner curtains made with lace were closed, although air seeped slowly through them, however the intensity in the room wasn't reduced.

A wooden door led to what Axle believed was the balcony, and the door ten meters away from it he believed was the bathroom. Axel remained rooted at the center of the room, watching Edna plop on a blue cushion with really large gold buttons and gold pillows.

She threw one of the pillows unceremoniously, making space as she rested her legs on the sofa. Instinctively, Axel went for the pillow she just discarded, he bent picking it.

"Your room is soundly opulent" He commented, placing the pillow on the bed, he made it where she lay. The slit was now open, and the two sides fell apart exposing her thighs. Her eyes watched him as he made purposeful steps towards her.

"You don't like it?" She questioned. He lifted her legs, then sat down placing them on his thighs. He begins removing her shoes, slowly untying the straps.

"You have beautiful feet" he commented instead, massaging her feet slowly, one after the other. Edna relaxed visibly, making slow sounds of pleasure as his fingers worked magic on her feet.

"That feels so good," she moaned.

Axel slowly massaged her feet, moving up her calf slowly, thereafter up her thighs. He squeezed softly. Edna knew when the atmosphere changed, right from the time they got into her car and headed here, she knew how bad she wanted to fuck him.

He had been with some young man throughout the night, talking and laughing. Then she noticed him stare at the other women, and when his gaze had zeroed on Catalina, she had watched him place full attention on her.

She felt a pang in her chest, but then she knew Catalina and her husband were in love. Plus he was only an Escort, yet she felt some ownership over him tonight. He was hers to fuck tonight, and fuck her he would.

She moaned out loud, when he slipped a hand between her legs, just a few inches from her wet folds, he massaged the flesh there. Without spoken request, she opened her legs, her eyes trained on his as he moved up, till his fingers brushed her panties.

Axel went ahead to remove her panties. With a simple pull, he freed her of the flimsy material. He brushed his fingers over her vulva, making her whimper in sinful pleasure. His eyes on her flushed face and dilated eyes, he played with her clit.

Edna twisted in coils as Axel rubbed her clit intensely. She felt the nervous excitement jolt through her whole body like electricity. She whimpered, grinding against his fingers as he increased his fingers pace, rubbing in a speedy manner. Her body jerked spasmodically, she cried out in pure exhilaration as her body released fluids of gratification in a rush.

Axel rubbed her bud in slow circles, some sort of calming effect. And when the first rush was over, and the turbulence seemed still, he stopped. Thereafter, he slowly slid the fingers he just used to pleasure into her warm, moist mouth.

Edna sucked his fingers, tasting her juices on his long hard rough forelimb. Axel pulled her up, placing her on top of him, so she straddled him. He kissed her. Slowly at first, registering the taste of her lips, her mouth and the champagne. Then he kissed her intensely, so their tongue rolled together, sucking and licking.

She was really experienced. After being married to three men, being widowed twice, and divorcing one, with her numerous lovers, her current driver inclusive, she did know her way around pulling down a Male's pants, and getting his groin to work the magic it was made for.

Edna could feel the growing bulge underneath her stinging vulva, she shifted atop it, grinding slowly, so her wet folds swiped over it. The movement sent shivers down her spine, she moaned out, grinding slowly again.

Axel moved up, searching for the zipper of her dress. His hand moved searchingly, the moment he got to his destination, he yanked it down with a pronounced impatience.

Her breasts came tumbling out as he freed them out of the confines of the dress. He lifted the material off her body, dropping the material unceremoniously.

There were only four pieces of that dress, one of cream, the other red, and the last two green. Edna had gotten that material for over Two thousand US dollars. The designer had altered the styles severally, until she got to the final one. She had then shipped the dress from Italy.

But, in the haze of the pleasure, she had forgotten the cost and value of that dress. Axel could care less how much the dress cost. He just wanted her out of it, so he'd fuck her, get a good night's sleep, get his pay and prepare for work the next day

Fully naked atop him, Axel squeezed her breasts. They were still full, but they had sagged a little due to age. He squeezed them roughly, bunching them together as she grounded his hard on. He took her nipples in his mouth, and sucked furiously. He bit it occasionally, then sucked to ease the feeling. Not forgetting the fact that these same breasts had nursed three children.

Edna was a shaking mess. She moaned loudly, not caring if her workers heard or not. Not even bothered by the fact that Derek, her regular lover, slept three rooms away.

Ready for some more action, he began to undo his shirt. Edna got off, bending to swiftly remove his shoes, and when his bare feet hit the floor, she made for his pants. Unbuckling the belt, she pulled down his pants in one simple move. She straddled him again, as he threw his shirt to the side. Slipping a hand between them, she grabbed his erect dick, and began to stroke.

She was good. Axel gave her that.

She slowly fixed his member before her breathing vagina, she lifted herself up a little and then impaled herself with it. She moaned out at the feeling, She was sleek and free, her walls sucked him in.

Axel moved his hips upward, burying himself deep in her cervix, and just like that, he was all in. Deep in the body of Edna Buff, the multimillionaire, widow and divorcée.

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Axel had spent the most part of the night pleasuring Edna. He had taken her on the sofa twice, then took her to the bed, bent her over and fucked her till her legs gave way underneath her.

Then they had gone to the shower to wash, and she had gone down on him, placing his dick in her generous mouth, she had blobbed her head back and forth till he came in her mouth. Then she swallowed it all, licking it off his tip. Her expression showed she enjoyed it.

Sun rays were beginning to seep into the bedroom. Her alarm clock which she forgot to turn off, but was grateful she didn't wake him up by 6:40am. He had taken a quick shower, while lying spread out as though she had fought a war.

It was war indeed. She was quite insatiable. And he was drained and hungry.

Now he stood in front of her large dresser, buttoning up his rumpled shirt slowly, while she lay, stark naked, not ashamed in the least watching him.

He met her eyes through the mirror once more.

"What?"

"Come back to bed" She cajoled, patting the bed seductively.

"I've got work to do," he declined.

"Come on, I could pay you double for just one more hour" She enticed. As much as he couldn't say no to money, he couldn't afford to be late today.

"As tempting as that offer sounds, I'm sorry I'll pass" he zipped his pants, then grabbed his belt.